#52

[tank_rockarms]

((Max decided that he would be noble and let other people get the antidote and he would die doing the things he loved.))

[PRIVATE LEVEL 0]
THINGS I HAVE TO DO:

CALL MOM - DID IT, WORST HOUR OF MY LIFE
BENCH PRESS 1,500 POUNDS - I NEED SOMEBODY TO SPOT ME FOR THIS, SOMEBODY BEEFY
PUNCH HAWKE
BLOW SOMETHING UP - I NEED SOMETHING TO BLOW UP (I HAVE A TANK)
HAVE SEX
[END PRIVATE LEVEL 0]

1. I NEED SOMEBODY TO SPOT ME - KNUCKLES, WERESONIC, GANONDORF???

2. IF YOU HAVE SOMETHING YOU NEED BLOWN UP TELL ME, I WILL DO IT.

3. THIS IS AN EMERGENCY. I NEED A GIRL TO HAVE SEX WITH. DOES ANYBODY WANT TO HAVE SEX WITH ME? GIRLS, NOT GUYS.

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[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

Uhhhhhhhhh...

::THE HOTEL NOTEPAD AND PEN ARE ON A DESK, IT IS A MIRACLE::

Yes. Yes I do.

[raced_god]

[And so, Falcon dictates several numbers belonging to reputable women of ill-repute.]

Anything else I can do for you?

[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

No, that's all.

::there is an awkward pause::

Thank you. It was an honor to serve with you, sir.